since i know that not even a single human living in this earth will read my blog,so i came across this idea to confess about my little secrets that MAYBE no one knows-yet.if u are about to read this,kindly keep ur mouth shut :)
SECRET 1
i talk to my TEDDY.a lot.the whole time.and i make he talks too.like i have a friend.and in fact,he's my BFF,true BFF.i keep his pictures in my laptop,in my phone,and i even print out one of our best picture.i'm telling u,i'm a teddy freak.i'm thinking about bringing him with me to college,but he's so big.and anyway,he's not a boy.he doesn't have any gender.and he got friends too.but he doesn't really close to other friend,he's only close to me.by now,u must think that i'm a delusional weirdo right?somehow,i don't care.
SECRET 2
i think my close friends know about this secret already.it's not a secret,it's a dream.i dream of becoming a rich woman,a rich working independent mom.the type that u see in movies.u know,the leading lady with a work suit and a prada bag with a matching prada shoes.she'll wear a big sunglasses and red lipstick.when she walk into a room,every heads turn.she smells nice but it's not her perfume,it's her confidence.well,i want to be that lady.not a lady boss who everybody hates,but the one that people respect.what a big dream i have,right?
SECRET 3
this is the secret that i'm sure no one knows.even if they knew already,they think i'm joking.but it's no joke,i really want a better body.u know the type of body like the Hollywood stars have?well,i want one just like that.with the perfect curve and the perfect height.but the truth is,i'm just so damnn lazy to exercise.i've bought like tons of magazine that features the right moves to get the right body shape,but i'm just too lazy to do all that.i've started last week,and i got some muscle cram then i stopped completely.such a loser,i know.but i can't fight the laziness in me.sometimes it occurs to me that having body like the stars is so sexy that everyone will look,and that will make me shy.of course i won't be embarrassed about my body,i would be proud with it.but i'm not the type that love attention(okay,i lie.i love being unique so people would notice me) especially to my body.so,maybe i'm fine with my bonny skinny now.
SECRET 4
i have just too many personalities!with the strangers,i will be the snobby type.well,i'm not snobby really,i'm just shy and i'm not the talkative type.i need people to make the first move and even after that sometimes i make the wrong moves that freak people out.i just don't know how to communicate with human being.with friends,i'm kinda noisy and sometimes quiet,depending on my mood.friends know that i'm not the type to show my feelings,and i'm the type that 'yeah,so what?'..sometimes i seem like a carefree but actually i care about so many things.i care about my friends,i care about the earth,i care about politics (now i'm lying again).with guy friends,i talk harshly.people that don't know me will say so unladylike i am,but that just the way i treat guy friends,the way to differentiate between 'just friends' and 'boyfriend'.with friends that i barely know,i am a demure nadya(wink2).with my lovely syg?i'm nothing but a spoil,crybaby,attention-seeking fragile little girlfriend :P ..okay,it's not really true,i'm bad-tampered,no,not bad-tempered..what's the word?fierce?not really,but i will get mad and while he will sulk,i will be flaring.of course i will sulk too,but not as often as he does.and he doesn't get mad as often as i did.wait,he never get mad like i did.so the conclusion is?i'm one of a kind.
SECRET 5
i'm a neat freak.okay,not a freak yet but somehow i'm becoming closer to be a neat freak.okay,so i lie.i'm not a neat freak at all.and surely i don't suffer the neat-freak-disorder.i forgot the name,but it has a name to it.well,the secret is i'm near-to-systematic person.my mum is a self-claimed very systematic person,and maybe i got it from her.i always wrote down the list for almost,just almost,everything..the wish list,the study list,the to-buy list,the to-do list,the to-bring list and the list goes on.sometimes,i even write a list about what i thought,of course i only do this when i'm so boring.i'm near-to-systematic because i don't really keep things in their places.not as bad as dad,but still it will annoy my mum.when i'm in the mood,i will tidy up everything,and i mean everything.it started at my work place and then it became contagious.one place after another,and the real job that needed to be done was somehow far from finish.i like to keep my things in their place actually.i have this box for hair clip,hair ribbons,comb and brushes.this box for make-up items.this really-really big box for old teddies.this box for books.this pencil case for important stuff while another pencil case for less important stuff.this book for writing notes while this book for writing diary.and do i need to go on?
SECRET 6
i love writing even i know nobody reads.and secretly,i hope that people read and comment.i love writing in english especially,because i will puke if i wrote in malay.hey,i'm not showing off nor do i forget my roots,it's just that mum teaches me english since i was a toddler.i wish i can speak like this,but my pronunciation is so bad that maybe no one understand my english.and when i speak,i have no time to check my grammar.it's just so broken that i don't speak english.and that's the main reason i wrote in english,because i can't speak them.
SECRET 7
i'm easily bored.now don't get me wrong here,but i'm easily bored with things.and colors.and games.and gadgets,especially if i'm not good with them.that's why i don't buy expensive things,because i will get bored with them,sooner or later.and that's why i don't really have favorite color.probably u would guess my favorite color is pink because many of my stuff is pink in color.but not really,i've change from pink to coral.i used to hate orange and yellow,but now i could live with them.and the only one thing that won't get me bored is talking about myself.right now,i'm not bored yet.but i'm running out of ideas already.and the only person i hope not to get bored with is my bf.and i sure hope he doesn't get bored with me.
i'm really-really running out of ideas,so toodle!
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